[Ansem currently stands atop a rooftop, looking out over the city. If anyone were to be above ground level, they might encounter him. But he's up here for an entirely different reason than usual as of late. A message... He had best reply. It would be rude to keep the boy waiting.]
I received your message. You wish to speak to me?
[And with that sent, all he can do is wait and enjoy the morning--as much as someone like him can enjoy anything.]